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Resting there it feels like

There is no peace in dystrophy

Calling it what it is

Belief coincides with dystrophy

Bless the soul that sings in agony

Clench a hole when it begs for so much more

The body can only handle so much without assistance

Feeding objects to a place that needs

none

What can it be

There’s ways to get what you want

using what your body already knows

Look, it hides

It's made inside

The substance you need to ease the passing of objects into your ass

Gross insertion of things

With no help from outside forces

It enters from behind

Is it leaking

No It stays there

For me to play with it

Forced in

It slides in

I thought hard that it would take lube to help slide it in

I thought wrong

The body helps it take in things with the creation of its own to ease the pain of sodomy

Surfactant

Look it hides

It's made inside

The substance you need to ease the passing of objects into your ass

Gross insertion of things

With no help from outside forces

It enters from behind

Is it leaking

No it stays there

For me to play with